Your Signature Is Required Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

The raving.
The complication.
The repetition.
Clandestine behind locked doors.
Frozen in time waiting to be set free.
The hard unvarnished truth in the choices we make everyday.
The ultimate question will you stay.
Just a little bit longer.
Sitting by a fire not so bright, not so warm, but it gets you by.
The shine of this routine is fading.
A world where even the mirror seems slightly jaded.
He who waits for perfection will never see it in his lifetime.
Sorry my good sir, maybe in the next.
This ivory tower is made glass.
And everybody loves to throw stones.
Warped opinions.
Suffocation under the weight that which is beyond your control.
Face-down on this pillow.
The comfort of the uncomfortable.
A voice screaming it's not over.
Digging a very shallow grave.
Make it two, mind if I join you?
Living without purpose.
Breathing through a tiny little straw.
Testing the limits of what the body can take.
Why is it the mind is always first to break?
On a pirate ship walking the plank.
You won't even make it to the end.
The wood is completely rotten.
This society in it's entirety lives on nothing but lies.
A cabby driving in circles just to survive.
From blood to cash, from hand to mouth.
With the cruelest intentions.
The wheel being constantly reinvented for a higher and higher price.
With same names claiming complete ownership.
It's a system were all stuck within.
Rich or poor it's all the same in the end.
Servitude indentured by the creation of fiat economics.
Lords and peasants.
With corporate logos to mask the true image.
We claim this is better then back in the 17th,18th, and 19th century.
But my question is according to whom.
The political hacks, the C.E.O's who only care about the numbers.
Even my opinion is biased and divided.
Going from 20k a year to 35k in a single year.
Changes the way you see yourself and those around you.
It should be easier to save, it should be easier to make changes.
But if you believe that you haven't been paying attention.
Taxes increase, deductions increase, bills increase, necessities, increase.
A 15,000 difference and your check doesn't change much.
The running joke is the more you work the more they take.
It's no wonder people choose to be homeless.
It's what we are encouraging.
It doesn't matter the field.
Well maybe if you get into illegal drugs.
But that comes with own risks and complications.
A morale obligation.
What is that?
Who are we kidding?
Trust me when I say just look the other way.
So much indulgence of so much indifference.
Strangers make great bed fellows as they don't get along or meet out of our place of business.
Don't you know poor people in large groups can be extremely dangerous.
So divide & conquer & manipulate.
Steadying the boat.
And not for the benefit of all but a select few.
Just take your food and chew.
For as individual their is nothing you can do.
And we have made sure no one will join you.
Isolation.
Indoctrination.
Please sign on the dotted line and everything will be fine.
Trust us we do not lie.